Is it really?

There is indeed a seperation,
in between the operation,
suffering from irritation,
scratching violently at cremations.

Among the tattered torn,
the new age was born and
fellow melodies, under all these,
was formatted and conformed
simply to be reborn
as the original tattered torn,
with a twist, it was confirmed that
MUSIC is DEAD.


You understand my frustration, yes? Let me break it down for you, okay?


The 'freestyle' above is just something random that came to mind as I typed tirelessly in front of dual monitors. It is not a quote so don't get excited.

Music has come a long way since the caveman days and has evolved to a beautiful crescendo of magnificent styles and formats... until we latched on to those formats and became an assembly line of crap being spit out of big corporations' ever erupting, Mordor resembling, anuses.

Hip-hop is dead. It became this techno-syndromed-RnB shit we have today.

There are only a few selected legends that hold on to the hip-hop reigns.
Wu-Tang Clan, DMX, Jay-Z. Not even Nas. He was good in his time, but, now he is a follower.

The heavy metal and rock scene was never appreciated and as such there are less and less great bands.

Classical is no longer created in abundance as used to be. Instead the old tunes of origin are being replayed over and over with heavy drumkits and electric violins.

House and techno have maintained themselves well, but, there never is much change in that genre anyway.

Jazz is dead. Chillout is dying. And fads seem to last longer than ever.

I cannot listen to the radio. Track after track that the Dj spins, I hear, the same shit over and over. Young teenage girl trying to be a tough independant woman, young man figuring out he's in love, young girl screaming at the top of her lungs, some audio mastering required, about how she was hurt by a relationship. Then there are the modern RnB/Hiphop/Techno songs. Such as this hit number .... throw your hands in tha a-yer! A! A-yer! A-yer!

Sing that tune and as you sing the tune get a friend with capable timing to sing this famous piece of shit : applebottom jeans, boots with the fur, she had the whole club lookin' at her. She hit the floor! Next thing ya nkow, shorty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low.

See the resemblance. They mix so well together, why is that? BECAUSE THEY'RE THE SAME FUCKING THING! And it goes on and on. The list never stops. You steal a beat from me, I add a hip melody on top, someone takes the melody and the beat, and adds a super sub bass kick to front of each bar, some one else takes that and scratches it with a vinyl player, someone else takes that, spits out repetitive lyrics about some girl in a club who basically is coming off as a whore on first impression, and there you have it... a masterpiece-of-shit.

If you're going to make a shit song, at least let the lyrics stand out?

Oh, and I wanna make love in this club, while all my friends stand around shouting "OH!" sounds like a severe case of date rape, Usher. Really, come on.

Hate me now, love me now.

Prove me wrong world, I dare you.

No, really, if you disagree, prove me wrong and I'll see for myself. Not looking for a fight, looking for new music.

~love yourself~